Wednesday, January 13, 2010

What Monsters Would Say: Death

"And you can never get them open. You're fumbling, elbowing the person in the next seat, knocking the stewardess over in the aisles and what have you, nobody can get those packets open! Am I right?? Then BAM! - you've suddenly ripped the pack in two! Peanuts are ALL OVER YOUR LAP! How is that meant to comfort you on a long flight? Lemme tell you, I was on a long-haul from Denver three weeks ago, I'm still finding those things in the crannies of my robes! I mean, what is the deal?!"


ontic5 said...

That sonds very pratchettesque. Good work!

someonefromsometime said...

This made me smile :D

Hugh said...

Death is Jerry Seinfeld. It all makes sense now.